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[ocs] Vaelon and Valaena Targaryen

art by the wonderful @/Zacckiell on twt

A crown or your lonely heart (AO3) 13k words, finished

Viserra Targaryen's life as the reluctant Lady of White Harbor was not one of songs, not with her insufferable husband as unbearable as he is old, and his magnetic young heir Desmond seemingly despising her.

Baelon the Brave never feels less brave than when he steals a crown from his beloved brother Aemon's daughter, all while raising his two quarrelsome sons alone.

When a widowed Viserra returns to King's Landing only six years after she was sent away, their parallel journeys of healing bring them together in the unlikeliest of ways. But ghosts of the past (alongside new revelations) aren't quite done with them yet.

yes okay! @queenviserra asked for this one too so here it is:

ghost!viserra is basically viserra & her horse's death coinciding with a sort of curse upon her parents she screams at the last moment & resulting in opening a blood magic door that, like calling to like, raises the ghost of maegor atop balerion. the idea came from the whole "king's landing smallfolk were scared of maegor's return when aerea came back on balerion" as well as the headcanon that saera actually HAD to have tried to host a seance at some point. what hot girl hasn't?? and it failing but viserra experimenting with the idea later and doing lil bits of sorcery here and there.

anyway, ghostgor & ghosterion do actually knock off quite a few people + dragons, as well as inspiring general dread in the populace. seemingly without hope a suddenly crowned aemon does summon a bunch of warlocks or whoever who agree to send baelon into a netherworld to find and destroy the curse (wonder who that is!). once he gets there though he finds a whole afterlife, including visenya who he fights with in a Top Ten Anime Battles moment (they both wielded dark sister & rode vhagar like CMONNN)

okay excerpt:

Behind him, a girl giggles.

“You cannot kill her, you know,” some fluttering maid teases, and Baelon’s head whips. There is a girl here, a girl of silver-golden hair and purple eyes. She is the loveliest girl he has ever seen, just burgeoning to life and wrapped in the white linen of maidenhood. It falls about her bare feet, bare arms, and bare face. Baelon stares.

“I know you.”

It's stated flatly, but it's a question. Does he know her? He feels he does, feels a strangely familiar fondness mixed with annoyance lurch in his chest...

“Of course you do,” she laughs again. That laugh.

“Viserra?” he chokes out in wonder, and she smiles brightly at him. She looks like a fox, like a little fox. Around her neck is a white ribbon, tied into a dramatic bow that falls like water down her pale neck.

“Brother Baelon,” she smiles wide, tilting her head. The ribbon streams happily in the wind.

and years later they're back and don't remember a thing but they name you again, and they look past everything they should see to call you beautiful again, and they love you again and what else are you going to do other than love them back the way you have since the beginning and follow them where they go?